ログインToday is my birthday. But my wife, Talia Ford, tells me that she can't spend time with me today. She needs to accompany her uncle, Adam Ford, to his physical checkup. I'm about to convince Talia to stay with me when a row of comments suddenly pop up in front of my eyes. "Stop wasting your breath. Just let her go. "In your previous life, Talia insisted on keeping her uncle company, so you could only return to your research lab to work. But you predicted that the dead volcano located next to Bareyard Village would erupt tonight. So, you forcibly stopped Talia and made her go back to the village to save her grandpa. "But when her uncle went for the physical checkup on his own, he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Engulfed by despair, he took his own life by jumping off the hospital. "After he died, Talia pinned the blame on you. She bought some potent rat poison and poisoned your food, thus killing you."
もっと見るThe court sentenced Talia to death for murder, ruling that her murder was deliberate and carried out with extreme cruelty.I didn't attend the trial. I had no desire to see her again.The lawyer later told me she'd remained eerily calm throughout. Only during her final statement did she mention Richard and me. She said she wished time could turn back, back to the night before the volcano erupted."There's no such thing as a second chance," I said coolly to the lawyer. "Her choices led her here."A few days later, the prison contacted me. They said I could see Talia one last time.I refused—until they told me it was her dying request.I ended up agreeing.Maybe it was some twisted mix of curiosity and guilt, but I wanted to know what she might say at the very end of her life.Thick glass separated us in the visitation room. Talia sat across from me, pale, hollow-eyed, and thinner than I remembered.She looked at me, lips moving, but no words came out."Why did you ask to see m
Before I left, I reminded Talia, "Don’t forget to finalize the paperwork."Talia's wails followed me across the cemetery, raw and uncontrollable. I didn't look back.Richard's death and the disaster in Bareyard Village made me realize that some people were beyond saving.…Back in the city, I threw myself into work.The promotion came with crushing responsibility and endless pressure, but it was also the only way I could keep myself numb. The research institute became my refuge. Data sets, simulations, and predictive models—numbers were easier to face than memory.I worked late every night, and my colleagues acknowledged my dedication. What they didn't know was that I was afraid to go home, afraid of the silence, and afraid that the image of Richard's charred body would surface the moment I was alone.One night, exhausted to the bone, I arrived home—and froze.Talia was sprawled on my couch.She looked terrible. Her cheeks were hollow, her eyes swollen—the kind of exhaustion t
Adam clutched his face, incredulous. "Have you gone mad? How is this my fault? It's Joshua—"He pointed at me, but Talia cut him off with a sharp shout, "Shut up! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have missed those calls! I'll never forgive you!"With that, she stormed out, leaving Adam frozen and speechless.Later on, a call from Vincent left me no choice but to go to the cemetery. He sounded anxious when he said, "Joshua, you need to come right away! Talia's been kneeling at the grave, refusing to move. No one can talk her out of it. I know you're in a fight, but you need to come over."I hesitated.I had every reason to stay away. I was done with her, done with everything tied to her name. But if she spiraled, I knew I'd end up paying for it one way or another.I sighed and drove to the cemetery.From a distance, I saw Talia kneeling at Richard's new grave, eyes vacant, face as pale as paper.She looked as though her soul had been ripped from her, staring blankly at the name
Talia's face went pale, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.Adam suddenly jumped up, furious, pointing at me. "Joshua! How could you jinx her grandpa like that?"Talia swung her hand sharply, trying to hit me, but I was faster.I grabbed her wrist and uttered in an icy tone, "Don't. I'm not lying."She struggled for a moment, failing to break free, then clenched her teeth and glared at me. "How dare you say Grandpa is dead?"I released her wrist and pulled my phone from my pocket, opened a news page, and held it out to her. "See for yourself."The news headline read, "Dormant Volcano Turns Active. Bareyard Village Reduced to Ruins Overnight."Talia stared, her face turning ashen.Her hands shook as she powered on her phone. Dozens of missed messages and calls immediately popped up.The first voice message was from David. He yelled, "The volcano erupted! Didn't you say the data was all made up by Joshua? The institute even fired him












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